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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

On the second day, the sun was shining and the autumn was crisp.

Wang Yue came to the front of the building of the Department of Fine Arts alone.

The ratio of men to women in the Department of Fine Arts is 3 to 7, with 30 percent male students and 70 percent female students.

"Hey, you see, that's not Wang Yue from the computer department......"

"Oh yes, yes, people went to the computer department to watch his competition, and his skills are cool!"

"He's the Wang Yue you often discuss who is very good at playing Crossfire, he's very handsome, it's my dish."

A group of girls in the art department chattered and discussed.

Wang Yue went up to the second floor of the art department and found Han Jinhe's office.

Wang Yue knocked politely on the door, and a charming "please come in" voice sounded.

Wang Yue pushed open the door and went in, Han Jinhe was wearing a silver OL uniform today, with long hair coiled behind her head to show her white and tender neck more slender, and a delicate and delicate face was watching a document with a faint serious look, full of a woman's mature charm but not coquettish.

Wang Yue took a look, he never thought that Huang Yong, who threw him out of the computer department, was also here.

Huang Yong sneered disdainfully when he saw Wang Yue, and secretly said that Wang Yue was a hundred-legged insect that was dead but not stiff, and he actually found a chance to turn over.

Han Jinhe's plain hand pushed the red-rimmed glasses, and said with full charm: "Director Huang, the school has passed my approval, and Wang Yue will officially be a student of my art department from this moment on." ”

Huang Yong looked at Han Jinhe with a dry mouth, Han Jinhe, a charming beauty, exudes a unique feminine charm, which is a deadly weapon for Huang Yong, who is quite sexy.

The position of the sofa where Huang Yong was sitting was a little special, and I happened to see Han Jinhe's slender ** wearing white stockings and black high heels on top of each other, his throat squirmed when the evil fire surged, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

Huang Yong's expression was taken in by Han Jinhe, and his delicate face showed three points of disgust at that time, and then the pen slammed on the desk, and the sound of dong pulled Huang Yong back from his gaffe.

Huang Yong immediately adjusted his emotions, and then said in a deep voice: "Director Han, you have just taken office, and you still lack some experience in analyzing students' temperament, and students like Wang Yue, who make fights commonplace, are simply the black sheep of the school. ”

"I've been disgraced as the head of the computer department, and I don't want Director Han to be disgraced because of a moment of pity, so I'm here today to persuade you to give up such a garbage student."

Han Jinhedai's eyebrows were wrinkled, her ruddy mouth opened slightly, and she said with a little anger on her white and tender pretty face: "Director Huang, please pay attention to your wording, there are no students who can't teach well, only teachers who can't teach, maybe Wang Yue made mistakes in the computer department, but I believe that after Wang Yue came to my art department, I have the confidence to teach Wang Yue well." ”

Seeing that Huang Yong was about to damage Wang Yue again, Han Jinhe directly interrupted him and said directly: "If Director Huang has business, we can continue to discuss, and if Director Huang continues to persuade me to give up Wang Yue, then I can clearly tell you that I have made up my mind." ”

Han Jinhe is only 27 years old this year and has not yet married, and the ability to serve as the head of a department at such a young age is indispensable in itself, but there is no lack of some reasons why Han Jinhe is tough backstage.

Huang Yong saw that Han Jinhe's posture was so tough, he knew that he couldn't persuade Han Jinhe to change his mind today, so he could only look at Wang Yue, and his eyes were like a knife and scratched Wang Yue coldly.

Wang Yue shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

Huang Yong got up to leave, and when Huang Yong walked past Wang Yue's side, Wang Yue, who had not said a word about Huang Yong's words, suddenly said: "Director Huang Yong, Wang Yue's days in the computer department have been taken care of by you, and Wang Yue has kept all kinds of favors in mind, as for how to repay this favor, we will see you in the finals in the school!" ”

Huang Yong is not stupid, he naturally knows that the favor in Wang Yue's mouth is the shame he used to drive Wang Yue out of the computer department.

The meaning of Wang Yue's words is self-evident, he, the so-called garbage student who was kicked out of the computer department, wants to use CF technology to discuss with the so-called genius students of the computer department during the finals in the school, and learn from your director Huang's proud protégé.

Huang Yong shouted angrily: "Don't be ashamed, you deserve to challenge me." ”

Wang Yue shook his head, his straight body stood between heaven and earth, his head was raised, his eyes exuded an evil color, and he said with a little arrogance: "There is no match, only dare or not, coincidentally, my Wang Yue has never been afraid of losing and winning!" ”

Huang Yong coughed several times in a row because of Wang Yue's salty words, he suddenly thought of how to fight back against Wang Yue, and said coldly: "Don't be proud of you waste who was kicked out of the computer department by me, this competition is of a team nature, even if Director Han gives you the opportunity to participate in the championship competition of the art department a day later, can you gather four team members in such a short time?" ”

Huang Yong sneered on his face, there was only one day left before the championship of the art department competition, even if Wang Yue found four team members from the art department in this day, but the five people they had not cooperated with at all could cooperate seamlessly in one day, the result was obviously not possible.

Huang Yong said proudly: "Wang Yue, you are still a little tender when you fight with me!" ”

A voice rang out from outside the door: "Sorry, he's not alone. ”

With his hands in his pockets, Zhang Di, who was full of casual faces, walked in slowly, stood beside Wang Yue and said to Huang Yong with a disdainful face: "I heard that Wang Yue's team is still 4 people away, I'll make one." ”

"Yes, you four-legged dog leftovers are one step ahead." The skinny thin man walked in from outside the door, stood beside Wang Yue and said to Huang Yong, "There are still 2 left." ”

"How can you be without me at this time." The chubby Song Nuan walked in from outside the door, came to Wang Yue's side, and said to Huang Yong, who was pale: "I heard Director Huang Yong say that my brother's team is short of 4 people, and it seems that there is only 1 person behind at present. ”

Huang Yong looked at Wang Yue with a dark face, Zhang Kuai, Song Nuan, and the four thin people, and said in a cold voice: "If you lack 1 person, you will lack 1 strength, and it will be enough for you to lose a lot."

"Sorry, I'm late."

A faint voice sounded, and with glasses, Si Swenwen's Xiucai walked in from outside the door, came to Wang Yue's side, turned to Huang Yong and said, "It seems that there is no one bad now." ”

Huang Yong sneered and said: "Don't be complacent too early, this competition has clear rules, only students from the same department can form a team to compete, and you can't form a team across departments, Wang Yue is from the art department, and the four of you are from the computer department, which obviously does not meet the requirements, and your team combination is invalid." ”

Han Jinhe's delicate buttocks under the uniform and hips swayed, stood in front of Wang Yue and the five people with four points of information, and said to Huang Yong: "Huang Zhuren, these four students handed me an application for transferring to the department yesterday, and the department has approved it, this is the approval letter. ”

For a while, Huang Yong's face was pale, and he was very stiff.

Wang Yue smiled and said: "Director Huang, the greatest pleasure of our waste is to defeat the so-called genius who looks at you, remember my words, the finals in the school, a humiliation, a thousand ways to return, you drove out of the computer department of shame, I, Wang Yue, will get it back from your old man!" ”

"Do you want CF Snow Shame, I've been dreamed, and the team of my computer department will simply defeat you and others, wait!"

After leaving a cruel sentence, Huang Yong's face turned pale and really blue for a while, and finally left in a hurry.